Been a crazy week to say the least, but in a good nutjob way. A2 had an orthodontist appointment and I took him as well as the natives. What was I thinking? First of all, I used to read other mom’s blogs or status’ and say, nope not me. Now we get to the orthodontist and I gotta pee but we are running late so I get A2 into the office as well as the natives. First they want to go through the diaper bag and take out all the toys and all the food and drinks. Not bad because luckily we are the only ones in there. The receptionists just love the natives as we get all settled. HAH! I love surprising others. A2 gets called back to get his retainer adjusted or re-aligned or something that will make me need to take him back for the hour and 20 minute drive just so we can spend half the day in a vehicle right smack in the middle of naptime. So, he’s back there and the natives decide the office is their romper room and start climbing on chairs, sliding off of chairs and throwing food everywhere. Crackers here, gummie bears there, sippy cup under that and then proceed to go pick everything up because NOW it is all ready to go into their mouths. Hadn’t been dirty enough before, but it’s “just right” now. THEN the screams start as the receptionist are on the phone, lol, I love this because you know they can’t hear the person on the other end, hehe. Yep, they are thinking how much they love them now. By this time I’m thinking, I really need to go to the bathroom so I gather everything up and tell them we’re going to the bathroom. A lady from the office is also heading to the bathroom so we let her go first. Now two stalls with the natives in the stall with me. I take each one and put their backs on the door and tell them, “Don’t move! Stay there.” Now I line the toilet and drop trough, do my business, maybe a minute at the most, get up and their backs all of a sudden become unglued from the stall door as they head over to say “bye” to my pee, lol. All of a sudden I see a cracker (which must be ours) on the other side of the toilet so I reach down just as G reaches down for it, I’m happy, I beat him to it. As I come up, I see his hand on the toilet, uuggghhh!! I hear laughter from the other stall. I’m thinking…can I get my son to smack her with his now germy toilet hand so we can laugh too? We finally get out of the bathroom and just as we are walking back into the orthodontist office, A2 is done with his appointment. Grrr, if I’d have just waited 10-15 more minutes. We now have another appointment in 6 week. Fun times!
A1 came home from college Wednesday night. He’s out for the summer and all HE needs to worry about is what his grades are and pray they are good enough that I don’t give him a lecture about crappy grades. Nope, we have the grades now and no matter what excuse he gives me, that D was most likely deserved. He had a good excuse too. Teacher was going through some stuff and blah, blah, blah. I tuned him out at the point because I’ve used that excuse myself years ago and because my attention span has gotten shorter as I’ve gotten older, I just didn’t care to hear my words coming out of my sons mouth. So now that the weekend is here, he carried his butt as well as his brother’s to his dad’s house. Boy am I glad, I’m already tired of A1 and A2.
A1 had been home for 2 days and I now have boxers on the counter in the bathroom, charger cords on the kitchen counter, clothes all around the washer and dryer, and baseball pants hanging over the dining room chair. I’m thinking one day…his wife is going to thank me for sure! Of course my excuse is, he inherited that from his father…seriously! His father was just the same. I kid you not! I call him by his dad’s name everytime I see him doing something like his father and he KNOWS what it is for at that point. But, yep, his wife will be just as happy as I was when his father did it to me. I haven’t walked into his room yet to see how it’s holding up and I’m thinking I don’t want to. AND let’s not forget he has to take a summer class at ECSU…that starts Monday so I am the lucky one who has to fork out MORE money as I’m getting ready to sign a loan for next year’s tuition at BC.
For the last few days the natives have started dumping out their toy box so they can play in the empty box and push each other around. I’m thinking of taking the toys away and just leaving boxes around as they would be so much easier to pick up then Lego’s and less destructive to my feet as I walk around feeding the vacuum all the cheerios and chex off the floor. All in all, it was nice just having the natives here by ourselves for the day.
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